I love you seoul (reverse harem)

You get me

After the incident that occurred at the airport I feel like I clung to Yoongi. Wherever Yoongi went I went too. The other let me be while I coped with what happened. Yoongi didn't pressure me to talk at all. Sometimes we just stayed in his studio and didn't even talk. I'd lay on the futon while he mixed beats and vocals.

Today was one of those days. I laid upside down with my feet in the air and head laying off the couch. I was bored and Yoongi was almost done recording his new song. He looked visibly stressed.

I get up and walk over to him. "Whats wrong?" I wrap my arms around him and rest my head on his.

"The songs missing something." He pulls his hair back.

"Let me hear."

He nods. "Okay." A rap beat fills the room. It had a good flow but he was right it was missing something. "See I have the lyrics here."

I look at them but understand absolutely nothing. It was in korean. "What's it say?" I tilt my head looking at the paper he had scribbled the lyrics on.

He bites his lip. "I can show you better than I can tell you." I give him a confused look. And he chuckles lightly. He spins his chair around and stands up. Immediately his lips meet mine. He runs his hands around me and grips the back of my hair gently.

"Yoongi." I gasp for air.

"Hm?" He hummed his lips crashing against mine. He ran his hand across his desk pushing off everything in his way and he gently bent me over his desk. He leaned over me gripping at my jeans belt loops. His lips were near my ear. "Do you still want me to show you?" I bite my lip and nod. "Good kitten." He purs holding my hair again. He gently removes my pants.

Once my pants are removed he gently touched the lace to my panties. He gently pushes my shirt off. He takes a hairtie from his wrist and ties my hair up carefully. He gently yanks the pony tail.

Teasing me he runs his finger up and down my clothed slit. Causing me to gasp. I go to grab something to hold onto but a button is pressed. "Yoongi." I whisper.

"Shhh." He shushes me as he kisses down my back all the way to my panties.

Riippp.

"Sorry I'll buy you a new pair." He mumbles. Immediately I feel him pull my legs apart and stick his tongue between my folds gently going up and down at a decent pace. When he'd be near my throbbing clit he's suck it lightly and flick it around with his tongue.

"You taste amazing." Yoongi gasps immediately and hungrily going back for more. He grabs my hips and positions me again he runs his finger back along me and begins to gently insert a finger at a time. He kisses my back and buttcheeks telling me I'm doing great.

I suddenly hear his pants unzipper and drop down to the floor. Hes lined up near me.

Without much of a warning he shoves his shaft into me causing me to yelp. He immediately stops. "Is this okay?"

"Yes sorry."

He grabs my pony tail and gently pulls. Sounds of soft moans and him whispering to me fill the room. He reaches to were my hands are and wraps his hands around my wrist.m, squeezing them, also causing it so I can't move. "I'll stop if you say stop." He whispers as he feels me lightly panic. "You're still always in control."

Letting myself relax he pulls my arms back like I'm being arrested and holds both of my wrist with one hand his other hand grips my hip. He picks up speed causing him to hit deeper inside. I gasp out his name.

He flips me over so I'm laying on his desk, on my back he grabs both of my legs and slides me closer to him. Entering again and making us both gasp in pleasure. "It's better when I can see your beautiful face." He says as he gently runs a finger along my chin.

"Yoongi I..."

He puts his finger over my lips. "I know you have to but not yet." I gulp while he continues fucking me as hard as he can, while whispering the sweetest things to me. "Ready?" He smirks. "Come with me." He leans down and kisses me as we both finish. After a minute or so he pulls away. He lets out a small breathy laugh. "Sorry about that."

"Sorry?" I look up at him.

"I didn't know if you wanted to do that."

"I did... but Yoongi."

"Hm." He fluffs out his hair.

"I hit a button on that accidentally." I point to his keyboard.

"You recorded the sound of us having sex." Yoongi laughs.

"Wait I have an idea." I smile at him. "What if what the song was missing was... us?"

He raises an eyebrow and clicks a button that adds the sound over his beat. "I can just cut myself out on here and make it just you."

"No, I think at different parts you should play you whispering to me. And you know how sometimes you put yourself whispering suga before your songs? What if you put when I gasped Yoongi?"

He clicks a few buttons and plays it over exactly how I suggested. "You're a fucking genius Lisse." He grins at me.

I nod and gather my clothes to put back on.

"Hey uh... I'm sorry again..."

I sigh at him and laugh. "Yoongi if I didn't want it I would have said to stop."

I leave his recording area and let myself fall back on the futon.

AN: Am I in love with Yoongi? Yes maybe.